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[flirtatioustea]

August 8th

[So it's Laslow's birthday.

Yay.

He finds a park in Edge and just sort of. Flops on the nearest bench after work at a nearby club where he dances. There's still some kids playing, but they're far enough that Laslow can stare into the middle distance and not be considered a creep]

Some birthday.

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[flirtatioustea]

You--how? And what?

[werehusband]

Well! I was hunting for treasure, and I found these bottles. They weren't cool enough, but people were buying them, so I brought them in. I did that enough to get some money so I could get you something for your birthday!

[flirtatioustea]

[...he what]

You...oh, Keaton. Thank you. I don't even know what it is, but thank you.

[werehusband]

You're gonna really like it!

[He moves to grab onto Laslow's hand.]

It's back at the apartment!

[flirtatioustea]

[Laslow laughs, shifting so he's holding Keaton's hand properly]

Well then, lead on.

[werehusband]

[He grins and runs to the building, going at a good speed until they get there.

When they get inside of their apartment, there's a cake on the table, something Keaton also bought.]

But you gotta sit down and wait while I go get it!

[flirtatioustea]

...and a cake.

[Laslow shoots Keaton another smile before he goes to sit down. He hasn't had someone this excited over his birthday in...quite some time]

[werehusband]

[He comes back out with a package that looks like clothing.]

I had to get them specially made. But I hope you like them!

[Inside, will be a very almost familiar set of clothing.]

[flirtatioustea]

[Laslow is admittedly a little worried at first, but then he opens it.

He promptly has to wipe his eyes]

How on earth...I never wore my dancing costumes but once or twice in the army. But you remembered what they looked like.

[werehusband]

You were the happiest when you wore them. Of course I'd remember my best friend wearing what made him happiest!

[flirtatioustea]

It was made in the style of my mother's.

[His voice is very soft as he runs his hands over the costume]

She...died when I was barely a teenager.

[werehusband]

Oh... I... I'm sorry... I didn't want to upset you today...

[flirtatioustea]

No! Keaton, this is...

[He looks up, still crying a little but smiling]

This is the best thing anyone could have done for me. Thank you.

[werehusband]

G... good! B... but please don't cry!

[He moves his hands to Laslow's cheeks to brush away the tears.]

Only happy thoughts today, okay?

[flirtatioustea]

[He laughs a little, reaching up to cover Keaton's hands with his own]

They're good tears, I promise you. You're amazing, Keaton.

[werehusband]

H... heh... you really mean that?

[His tail starts wagging a bit now.]

No one ever tells me that...

[flirtatioustea]

You did all of this for me. It's been years since someone went to all this trouble just for my birthday.

[Oh noooo it's cute.]

[werehusband]

Everyone should have a good birthday, right?

[Faster wagging, and Keaton's face is all red.]

[flirtatioustea]

They should.

[He leans up and presses a kiss to Keaton's cheek]

[werehusband]

[His face heats up more and he moves Laslow's face... and without a word, kisses him right on the lips for only a second.]

[flirtatioustea]

[Oh.

Laslow blinks, red, and chuckles]

You know, I told a very cute young girl that I was taken today when she tried to flirt with me.

[werehusband]

Oh... wait... does that mean... we're dating?

[flirtatioustea]

If you'd like to be, I...wouldn't mind giving it a chance.

[werehusband]

I... I'd really like to...

[flirtatioustea]

Then we are. It's been almost two months now, I've had plenty of time to think it over. And I haven't had tea with a single cute girl.